Ice Fishing on Eagle Lake in Acadia National Park
The ice is about 1.5 feet thick where my husband drills the first hole. It is early afternoon and a brief snow squall has just passed over. The ice auger, traps and authentic ice fishing basket were a gift to my husband from my stepfather a few years ago.
The sun has come out and we decide to snow shoe on the trail while we wait for the flags.
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the lake are found....
A couple standing outside their ice shack. In the distance two cross country skiers glide by, one clad in shorts. Mainers are a hardy lot.
Later, as we head back to our traps, we pass
a pair of ice shacks dwarfed by the backdrop of a nearby mountain,
and a fisherman headed home.
What tales will be told at the end of a day?
A splendid day of ice fishing is not always about what you bring home in your basket. And now you know why.
4 comments:
you got nothing? Jesus christ!!You are a LOSER!!
I just got my license im ready to fish.........ive got brand new equitment -everything i could wish-lts jigg em and rigg em and snaggel zop poop em. and then lets go home to the ghostly land groupem. capt ub.
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